MTL - After Dressing Up As a Stepmother, I Transformed the Whole Family Into Working In the Fields-Chapter 131 Weak, pitiful and helpless

Qin Yao sighed helplessly and walked towards the kitchen to light a fire and boil water.

Add two more firewood to the stove hole to let the fire burn vigorously. While the water is boiling, go to the yard, pick up the wooden rake, and spread out the piled grain again.

The scorching sun in late July is still very strong, and the water on the ground that was wet just now has completely evaporated. The millet is spread out again and needs to be dried as soon as possible, otherwise it will really spoil.

The wooden rake swept in front of the four brothers and sisters. The four of them took a step back without leaving. They just stood there and looked at Qin Yao, at a loss.

“Go back to the house and change out of your wet clothes. After a while, the hot water will be boiled and you will wipe your face. Then drink a bowl of **** soup to prevent the cold.” Qin Yao pointed to the children's room and waved her hand to indicate that they should go in quickly.

Sanlang cried till he had snot and tears. Qin Yao clicked her tongue twice and asked Dalang to help him wring out the snot from his nose first.

 “Aniang, aren’t you angry?” Siniang asked in a low voice.

Qin Yao shrugged, "You didn't mean it on purpose. Why should I be angry? It's good to be able to do this in such a short time. Go and change clothes. I'm only angry when I'm really sick!"

You have to take medicine when you are sick, and taking medicine costs money, and the money spent is much more than the grain in the yard.

 The four older men looked at me and I looked at you. They breathed a sigh of relief and went into the house to change clothes.

 In fact, not much of the grain is wet. Even the outermost layer has not yet penetrated the inside. If it is spread out, it can be dried in the sun for an afternoon.

The crops in the backyard were harvested early and were still in good condition. Qin Yao poured them out again and spread them out to dry in the sun. Looking at the millet in the front and backyard, she wiped the drops of sweat or rain rolling down her forehead, and deeply understood the farmers' attitude. not easy.

It really depends on the weather, and it is really not easy to have everything go smoothly.

She had noticed in advance that the weather was going to be different, but people were quarrying in the mountains and couldn't get back in time.

 There is no pattern to temporary rain. It can only be seen a few minutes before it occurs, so it is naturally impossible to prevent it in advance.

But after all, it was still because there was no rainproof cloth.

It seems that next year I have to prepare a few rolls of drying mats in advance. They are made of bamboo and are spread out in different sizes, such as two meters by five meters, three meters by eight meters, etc. They are usually used to dry other things, such as peppers and vegetables. They are also good. use.

 Because he had no farming experience, Qin Yao had never thought of this before.

"Aunt."

 At some point, the old man changed his clothes and came behind him. The young man blamed himself and said:

“The heavy rain came too fast, and we couldn’t harvest it quickly, and the grain got wet.”

Qin Yao put the wooden rake on the root of the wall, walked up and patted him on the shoulder, "It's okay, it's only a little wet. It will dry out in the afternoon today. You have to plow more diligently, I have to go back later."

Without her help, the progress of the quarrying team would probably be very slow.

　　Before, we only took a few stones, and we didn’t realize how solid the stone mountain was. Now the amount needed suddenly increased several times. Without explosives, it was quite difficult to take the stones manually.

It was only thanks to her great strength that she drove the spikes into the holes at fixed points to break the surface, and then she was able to knock the stones off the stone wall.

No one else can do this job except her, and she will have to rush back soon.

The hot water has been boiling. Qin Yao smiled at Dalang, who was under great psychological pressure, and scooped water for them to wipe their bodies. She also used a small clay pot to take out the excess boiling water, cut separate **** slices and put them in to boil.

　　Including herself, the five of them, mother and son, each had a bowl of **** soup to ward off the cold.

But Saburo has already been tricked, and his two noses are flowing down uncontrollably, and he has to **** it from time to time.

Qin Yao asked him to come to her and touch his forehead. If there was no fever, he could heal on his own.

　　Instructing the four brothers and sisters to take good care of themselves at home, Qin Yao left again.

 Worked at the quarrying site until sunset in the evening, then led the small team back and went home.

When passing the water mill, Qin Yao went in and took a look. Everything was normal, and the money box was taken home by Erlang.

As she walked home, she smelled the fragrance of rice in the distance. She took a deep breath and her stomach rumbled. She was starving fast after doing heavy physical work.

 “Aniang!”

Siniang’s cheerful voice came from above her head. When the little girl saw her, she immediately ran down the **** to pick her up.

"Aniang, the grains have all been dried. Grandma Wang's family is here again today. The second brother came back with two eggs. The eldest brother is cooking vegetable and egg soup. We will have dinner soon." "Aniang, are you tired? Are you tired? Are you going to work tomorrow?

The little girl raised her head, opened her big watery eyes, and kept chattering like a bird on the tree.

The horse walked slowly behind the mother and daughter. Qin Yao couldn't wait for the short legs beside her, picked up Siniang and kissed her little cheek.

The little man immediately put his head into the crook of her neck and nuzzled her gently like a cat.

　　While she wasn't paying attention, "Bo Chi" kissed her on the cheek. He raised his little hand to cover his face, revealing a finger gap to peek at her expression.

Seeing her smile, he put down his little hand and chuckled too.

 “A’niang.” Si Niang called her softly.

 Qin Yao hummed.

 She is also called "A Niang~"

"Huh?" Qin Yao looked at her arms in confusion. The little girl just smiled at her, her eyes full of admiration, and she confessed seriously: "Sister-in-law likes A-niang the most!"

Qin Yao felt soft and asked deliberately: "Really? Is it your number one favorite?"

Si Niang nodded her head without hesitation, "Yes! Si Niang likes A Niang the most, the best in the world!"

Qin Yao raised the corners of her mouth and touched Siniang's forehead with her forehead, "You little flatterer."

“That fourth mother is grandma’s flatterer.” Fourth mother hugged Qin Yao’s neck tightly and shook her head proudly.

 The mother and daughter came home talking and laughing. The grains all over the yard had been gathered up, packed in bamboo baskets, and placed on the porch and in the open space.

The framed grains were too heavy for the four siblings to move, so they were all framed. Afterwards, Qin Yao moved them into the main room, and then moved them out in the morning for them to spread them out to dry.

 A part of the front yard was wet with rain. Qin Yao selected it and put it aside. It will be exposed to the sun for another day tomorrow and then it can be stored in the granary.

  Dinner was quite sumptuous, including white rice with egg and vegetable soup and soy sauce pork ribs.

Qin Yao had to praise Dalang's good skills, "You can make such a complicated dish as sauced pork ribs, Liu Dalang, you are amazing!"

Dalang was a little embarrassed, "I learned it from my grandmother and my second wife."

 The implication is that the masters teach well.

 Qin Yao waved her hand, "No, no, no, you can achieve this result by working **** your own. Don't deny your ability. It's because you have talent."

Like her, she is impatient to learn these complicated dishes. Just preparing the dishes takes a long time, and after finishing, she has to clean the stove and wash the pots, which wastes time.

"Da Lang." Qin Yao said to Da Lang while chewing the ribs: "Men who can do housework are very popular in the marriage market. I won't worry about you marrying a wife in the future."

 “Cough cough cough!”

Dalang coughed violently. He was so frightened by the stepmother's bold and straightforward words that he choked on his food and coughed until tears came out.

Qin Yao glanced at him with hatred, but what she was thinking about was Liu Fei.

 The fifteen-year-old boy, now in his third year of junior high school, Zhang had already gone around looking for matchmakers to marry him.

Looking at it like that, I wanted to decide on the marriage a year ago and get married next year.

According to this age, her eldest son is nine years old this year, which means it will be his turn in six years.

“It’s too early.” Qin Yao whispered to herself, then looked at Dalang and shook her head. She had to be at least eighteen before she could get married.

Dalang felt nervous when he saw him——

 Weak, pitiful, helpless.